stepped out the car as soon as it stopped. Smiling, he walked over and lightly put his hands on both sides of her face, kissing her as though they were entirely alone in the world. At least, that’s how it made her feel.
“What else are you not supposed to do with strangers?” He said, voice deep with desire.
She felt her body clench pleasurably at his words. She smiled and bit her lip, not able to keep her mind from replaying visions from the night before.
“So is this why you don’t want to get back together with me?” Brandon’s voice broke through their secret world of passion, also breaking them physically apart as she jerked away from Richard.
“Brandon! No, it’s not like that,” she answered quickly. “I mean, it is, but that’s not why. I told you plenty of other reasons.”
“Not really,” he said, surly with anger.
“Excuse me,” Richard said, clearing his throat. “And you are?”
“I’m her boyfriend,” Brandon answered.
“No, you absolutely are not,” she said emphatically. “And hasn’t been for a few months,” she added to Richard.
Richard’s face relaxed somewhat, though his eyes were slanted towards Brandon. “So, what, may I ask, are you doing here?” Richard directed his stern question at Brandon formally.
“Well, I was planning to come get my girlfriend back after the falling out that we had, but clearly she has moved on and did not have the decency or gall to tell me.” He answered, arms crossed.
“Brandon, you need to leave,” Alexis stated assertively. “We talked, I said no, and now you are acting like a child, so let’s end this, please.”
“I thought you wanted me to chase after you!” He exclaimed. “Girl walks out of the restaurant angry and the guy chases after her. They kiss and make up. But you’re kissing the wrong guy.”
“No,” she answered back, resolved. “I’m not. Please leave before this gets even worse. It’s over, Brandon. It’s been over. You intruded upon my life trying to make me get back together with you and I’m just not interested. Please stop this.”
Richard had stepped away by this point, letting them talk, but still hovering somewhat protectively. She felt more confident with him standing behind her, making it easier for her to send Brandon away.
Brandon shook his head. “Okay, you have fun on your little European adventure and when you’re done whoring around with this guy; you know where to find me.”
After a blur of movement, Brandon was on the ground with Richard standing over him, looking only slightly less composed than normal.
“That will be enough. Now, I will be happy to get you a cab so that you can be on your way,” Richard said as he stood over him. Brandon held his jaw in disbelief.
Alexis stood in shock as Richard walked over to his driver, who was out of the car now, seemingly ready to come to his boss’s aid if necessary. She saw him nod curtly at Richard’s request and then glare at Brandon.
“Actually, my driver will take you to get your things and then back to the airport. I assume you have no return flight?” Richard asked politely.
“No,” Brandon answered. “I wasn’t sure if I needed one.” His eyes flickered to Alexis.
“Well, unfortunately, that’s not going to work out. Logan will take you to the airport and insure that you are able to get a flight tonight. You can determine where you would like to go when you get there, but I think it would be unwise to stay in London. The fog, the traffic, the people… I doubt you would even like it, really.” Richard extended his hand to Brandon, who then slowly pulled himself up off the ground; clearly upset but unsure how to handle such a civilized dismissal after being hit.
Alexis continued looking on in awe as Richard shuffled Brandon in the car. She had never heard Brandon speak the way he just had to her. She supposed after traveling
“What else are you not supposed to do with strangers?” He said, voice deep with desire.
She felt her body clench pleasurably at his words. She smiled and bit her lip, not able to keep her mind from replaying visions from the night before.
“So is this why you don’t want to get back together with me?” Brandon’s voice broke through their secret world of passion, also breaking them physically apart as she jerked away from Richard.
“Brandon! No, it’s not like that,” she answered quickly. “I mean, it is, but that’s not why. I told you plenty of other reasons.”
“Not really,” he said, surly with anger.
“Excuse me,” Richard said, clearing his throat. “And you are?”
“I’m her boyfriend,” Brandon answered.
“No, you absolutely are not,” she said emphatically. “And hasn’t been for a few months,” she added to Richard.
Richard’s face relaxed somewhat, though his eyes were slanted towards Brandon. “So, what, may I ask, are you doing here?” Richard directed his stern question at Brandon formally.
“Well, I was planning to come get my girlfriend back after the falling out that we had, but clearly she has moved on and did not have the decency or gall to tell me.” He answered, arms crossed.
“Brandon, you need to leave,” Alexis stated assertively. “We talked, I said no, and now you are acting like a child, so let’s end this, please.”
“I thought you wanted me to chase after you!” He exclaimed. “Girl walks out of the restaurant angry and the guy chases after her. They kiss and make up. But you’re kissing the wrong guy.”
“No,” she answered back, resolved. “I’m not. Please leave before this gets even worse. It’s over, Brandon. It’s been over. You intruded upon my life trying to make me get back together with you and I’m just not interested. Please stop this.”
Richard had stepped away by this point, letting them talk, but still hovering somewhat protectively. She felt more confident with him standing behind her, making it easier for her to send Brandon away.
Brandon shook his head. “Okay, you have fun on your little European adventure and when you’re done whoring around with this guy; you know where to find me.”
After a blur of movement, Brandon was on the ground with Richard standing over him, looking only slightly less composed than normal.
“That will be enough. Now, I will be happy to get you a cab so that you can be on your way,” Richard said as he stood over him. Brandon held his jaw in disbelief.
Alexis stood in shock as Richard walked over to his driver, who was out of the car now, seemingly ready to come to his boss’s aid if necessary. She saw him nod curtly at Richard’s request and then glare at Brandon.
“Actually, my driver will take you to get your things and then back to the airport. I assume you have no return flight?” Richard asked politely.
“No,” Brandon answered. “I wasn’t sure if I needed one.” His eyes flickered to Alexis.
“Well, unfortunately, that’s not going to work out. Logan will take you to the airport and insure that you are able to get a flight tonight. You can determine where you would like to go when you get there, but I think it would be unwise to stay in London. The fog, the traffic, the people… I doubt you would even like it, really.” Richard extended his hand to Brandon, who then slowly pulled himself up off the ground; clearly upset but unsure how to handle such a civilized dismissal after being hit.
Alexis continued looking on in awe as Richard shuffled Brandon in the car. She had never heard Brandon speak the way he just had to her. She supposed after traveling
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